His Beach House

Carson Collins never knew what it was like to have a family. Her mother hates her and her father and does everything she can to keep her away from him. One day her best friend Nicole asks her to come to her house this summer instead of staying at school. Little did Carson know that saying yes would change her life forever.....
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"Thanks
Sarah I was surprised when I didn't get a call this morning at
6." I laughed siting against the wall cross legged.

"Oh
Sweetheart your brother has been kicking the hell out of me. Like
I mean come on I want to sleep." I smiled to
myself.

"Well
you can always tell him to shut up and sleep." I could hear her
'tisk' at me.

"Carson…"
She said in warning. I took my hat off running my hand through my
hair.

"Sorry.
Force of habit…" I sighed.

"I know
sweetheart. I wish this was different but…" I
sighed.

"It is
what it is." I messed with the hem of my pants.

"I'm
sorry I brought you done on such a special day." Sarah sighed on
the other end of the phone.

"It's
fine Sarah. Don't worry about it. I guess I'm always going to
have to deal with the scars from my past."

"I know
Car, but I just wish we could have won custody a while ago and
got you away from her."

"Sarah I
haven't seen or heard from my mom in 3 years. It's nothing new. I
bet you she won't even call to say Happy Birthday to
me."

"She
isn't important Carson baby. Don't dwell on it." Nic stuck her
head out the back door to look at me.

"Gin, we
have to go soon. The picnic starts soon." I nodded at
her.

"All
call you later sweetie I think I'm going to take a nap anyway
since your brother is sleeping at the moment."

"Alright
Sarah. I'll call you tonight."

"Oh your
Father might get a call into you soon as well…you never know." I
could hear the smile in her voice.

"I would
give anything to hear his voice right now." I cleared my throat
as I felt the need to cry. I rubbed my eyes
painfully.

"I'm
sorry sweetheart. I'll talk to you later. I love you Carson." I
took a deep breath.

"I love
you too Sarah. Thanks for making my Dad happy. He really deserves
a woman like you."

"Have a
good birthday Lightning McQueen."

"I'll
try." I smiled hanging up the phone. I put my hat back on my head
getting up from the wall walking into the house locking the door
behind me. I walked out the front door to the guys who were
already by the SUV ready to leave. "Sorry it took so long."
Everyone looked up as Ben started the truck.

"Don't
worry about it Car. We didn't mind. We were fighting over music
on our ride there." Liam said from the back seat as I slid in
next to Tucker. I closed the door looking out of it as Nic pulled
away from the house. I stared out the window as the guys fought
over what song to play off Nic's iPod hooked up to the radio. I
felt a hand on my shoulder making me turn to look at
Tucker.

"It's
alright to cry Carson." I shook my head looking back out the
window holding tightly onto my phone.

We
pulled up to the school thankfully around noon as Nic was about
to slaughter the guys from the hour in the truck. I open the door
laughing at them getting out looking at the school happily. It's
been weeks since I've been here. Hate to say it but this place
grows on you. "Well…" Tucker says looking up at the main
building.

"Hey I
thought I was your favorite girl!" Nic yelled from the car as she
got out smacking Blake on the arm for pissing her off the whole
ride here.

"Oops."
He laughed at her. "You weren't supposed to hear that." I laughed
as he put my feet back on the ground.

"I'm
hurt Mason!" She pouted at him putting her hands on her hips in
front of him.

"Oh you
know I love you both." He laughed pulling her into the hug he
still had me in. "You're both my favorite girls." He laughed
kissing both of us.

"Yeah
sure we are." Nic laughed pushing against Mason's wall of muscles
trying to get out of the oh so famous headlock hug of Mason's.
You see Mason isn't you average guy around here. He comes off
like a totally badass with no feelings about what happens to
other people. I've even heard people say he has no feels at all.
That he was an emotionless meat bag. Mason was a stereotype all
his own. He was tall, dark, and handsome. The tripe play in my
eyes. He stood about 6 foot 4, with these amazing blue eyes that
could turn any girl to mush with even 5 minutes of looking into
them. He had a shaggy hair style going on at the moment leaving
it falling into his eyes instead of his normal crew cut style. As
I said before, Mason is a wall of pure muscle. He was a mean
machine. He could scary a grown man into tears by just staring at
them. But the one thing no one really ever stood around to see
was his heart of gold. He hated to get on the wrong side of a
friend and loved to spend time just moseying around like the
teenager he is. He likes to make people smile, hated to see you
hurt, and loves to see you laugh. He was the biggest softy around
here. Mason has been my best friend since I started school here.
He understood me, he comforted me. I don't know what I would have
done without him there with me. The one think you always needed
to remember about Mason was he was loyal like a pit-bull. He will
protect you till you're last breath.

"Aw you
two are my favorites." He smiled letting her go. "Even if I love
Carson a teeny bit more than you." Nic put up her hand at
him.

"No you
didn't." She huffed at him trying not to laugh.

"Don't
be jealous of our relationship Nicole Brown." He huffed back at
her. "Just because she has nicer hair than you." Nic picked up as
piece of her light chestnut hair jaw dropped at him as he burst
out laughing at her facial expression.

"You're
dead Mason Swift!" He shrugged at her.

"Not now
Sweetheart. I have catching up to do." He laughed at her as she
huffed crossing her arms at his attempt to wave her
off.

"Fine.
I'll just have to get you back later than." She said putting her
face up at him turning her head away from him. "You'll never
expect it." He shrugged at her.

"Sure,
sure whatever you say." He turned to me shaking his head making
me laugh. "Come the party has just begun." He smiled pulling me
closer to him waving away Nic. "Go help your friends while I
speak to McQueen here."

"Fine."
She winked at me making me know she wasn't taking this to heart.
"Bitch aren't you Mason?" He winked back at her throwing his arm
around my shoulders.

"Well…."
He said as we walked off. "Did she this year?" He asked as we got
over to the old swings the school had. I sat down on the swing
shaking my head.

"Not a
peep." I sighed moving slowly back and forth. He sat down on the
swing next to me.

"Carson,
you can't care." I looked at him. "It's been 3 years. Don't put
yourself up there, just to come crashing back down." I looked
down.

"She's
my mom. I hope every year I could get a phone call just to say hi
or to tell me happy birthday." I looked out into the crowd of
people who were getting ready for the picnic. "No matter what I
do I will never be good enough in her eyes." Mason looked at
me.

"You
don't have to be Carson. Don't say that. You don't have to be
anything in her eyes. You're everything in mine. In your
father's, in Sarah's, you're everything they expect. You're in
the picture. She cut herself out. Not you." I closed my
eyes.

"Why
can't she like me?" I asked him quietly.

"Because
she's a bitch. Car, don't ever think like that." I shrugged at
him. "Baby Doll look at me." I turned my head slightly. "It's
you're 18th birthday. You should be happy, ecstatic to be a year
old. An adult now." He shook his head. "Not sitting here
wondering what's not wrong with you. There is nothing wrong with
you. I would know. You're one of my best friends. You and Nic. I
don't know what I would do without you two." I
sighed.

"How'd
your break go?" He sighed.

"I don't
know how I deal with them I swear. I mean I swear I was going to
rip my own hair out." I smiled at him.

"You
could have talked to me." I said to him moving back and
forth.

"No way
of calling you McQueen." He said matter-of-factly. I rolled my
eyes at him.

"Sarah
and Dad got me an iPhone. I'll give you the number before I
leave."

"That
would be good." He smiled at me shaking his head. "Car?" He said
after a moment of silence making me look at him.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks
for always being there for me."

"What
are friends for?" I smiled weakly at him. He smiled back standing
up looking to the crowd as I spotted some of the guys we hang out
with in school. They waved. Mason put his hand out to help me off
the swing.

"Float
like a Cadillac." I smiled taking his hand.

"Sting
like a beamer." I could never be sad when he says that ever since
that movie came out.

"Come on
I see-" I saw a oh so familiar face making me brake out into a
huge smile. He smiled at me making me brake out into a run
jumping into his arms holding on to him with all my
might.